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Paintin' P-P-V's

I'm paintin' P-P-V's



Culture driven

No religion

Dog I'm fit to flow ballistic

Shovanistic overdosing

Comma-tossing so

Don't see how you could abuse me
It's driving me insane

Oh, you're both out paintin' the town red
Well, I'm paintin' it too but I'm
Not paintin' the town

La Dee Da

Foo Fighters

Concrete and Gold

2017

Look out 'cause you know what you're doin'
Turn up the American ruse
Whitehouse, Death in June
Jim Jones paintin' in a blue bedroom
You don't

Call that Basquiat paintin'
Pictures, hood rich, five
Call that Basquiat paintin'
Pictures, hood rich, five
Call that Basquiat paintin'
Pictures,

I’m faded yuh
I’m saucy like look at my gravy yuh
My future lookin amazing huh
Bouta’ pave the way like a paintin’ yuh
Don’t tell me when it’s over

paintin word magic
Play though with play doh and I just go play Gogh
No pizza play though with play dough and play Gogh
And I just play go like I seen

out to dry (ooh)
Paintin' rainbows on a sheet in my lap
Caught me like a thief in your trap
How much can we get for this portrait? Uh, ooh

Can I

lookin' good
You know what i'm sayin'?
And niggas is eatin' around my way

We be countin' big stacks
Candy paintin' Cadillacs
Chevy got that thing in

stomping
Up on my front porch
You might've painted
The town red
But you ain't paintin' this door
No GPS
I know where I am
The yellow brick road
Is God's plan

I'm paintin pictures from breakfast to dinner
My momma pushed me yeah she made me a winner
The devil was subtle he made me a sinner
I burst through

Christmas, it's paintin' the town
With red and silver bells
And laughter all around
With scurring people and greetings
As you near
Merry Christmas, and a Happy

 a mill', me and Buck was at Nathan
It's not the picture, invest in the paintin'
Just made a hundred
Don't care what they makin'
He shoot the fifth, you see

the city, hey
Two times for you
Hey

The more niggas sayin'
Cole the wrong one bringin' the city shine
All he ever doin' is paintin' pictures of crime

Signs

Brett Eldredge

Bring You Back

2013

6 has got a burnt out light.
The demo derby at the county fair,
It's all right there in the

Signs, tellin' you a story,
Paintin' you a picture in

My father was a painter
With his brush he spoke
Showin' me all kinds of things
With different colors and strokes
Paintin' me pictures
Of what life's

n****
Fuck her den whiten her back like I'm paintin' acrylics
Throw me the cards Imma deal em'
I'm kickin' back in the rose with the stars on the ceilin'

know I don’t get no second chances, yeah
Still be myself
See the way I’m paintin’ my canvas, yeah
Please don’t lose touch
I know I don’t get no second

together
What will people say
If they see me broken
I don’t wanna be like this
Paintin' on a smile
When I just wanna cry
I just can’t keep livin' like this

Yea
The lights was off ain’t have no food
Man we done came too far
Now I sit back paintin’ pictures
My car push start
I wish my granddaddy was here

drippin from my stage
You can blame it on me
Won't accept no more client cause
I'm paintin for me
Money rainin on me
And I'm painting for me
I'm the artist

The picture you’re paintin’ - paintin’
Is a fantasy

Chorus 1/
TRUE COLORS, TRUE COLORS
Bleeding from your soul
Give it time, you’ll show me all your
TRUE

night
We on tha go
Burnin' money, paintin' the town
Wit gold
We the stars, we the show
Everyone wantin' to know
How to live so nice
A simple roll of tha

got a dozen bloody fist prints paintin' the wall
Sad, mad, or nothin' at all
Sad, mad, nothin' at all
Outside there's a half a billion people
Caught

Keepin it real i know that you ain't that
This picture you paintin I gotta erase that
My niggas was really down in the trenches
Avoiding Five-O like